May 11, 2001 |
In a Hawaiian shirt, sitting in a quiet corner of the Carlton Hotel, looking somehow like a cuddly version of Marlon Brando's imposing Col. Kurtz, Francis Ford Coppola agrees that he's calmer than the last time he brought "Apocalypse Now" to the Riviera. The reason is simple: "I don't have my life at stake." That last time was 22 years ago, when Coppola decided to enter his Vietnam War epic in the Cannes competition out of desperation as much as anything else. "I was so scared," he remembers.